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...and we sink, and we drown...

2006-08-22T05:43:14Z

In these deep cells of restless awakenings when I must cherish nothing but these four walls in which solidarity runs through the follicles...I go for a stroll and speak to the little blue eyed boy who dwells near the well who shares with me about the rib cage in the sky, a giant rib cage that has opened up before him to show him nothing but the terrible in the world. I confess to the young that I too have once kissed the lips of lucifer and danced with him joyfully in the midst of souless nieve mornings and watch everything I loved die viciously before me, while the ichor flowed well through the veins of my trespassers. Then at times I hammered jesus to the cross and watched good friends screaming for help out of led boxes they put themselves in. Ive shot morality in the heart and then carried the remains in several knap sacks attached to my cerebelum and drowned in the river the pious cleanse in while shooting shots of poison to the liver. The boy tells me he already knows this and hes eyes turn into the morning sun, my head feels like its 2000 pounds and I realize that im in my room...talking to myself.

pools of sorrow, waves of joy, are drifting through my open mind possessing and caressing me.

2006-08-05T20:19:51Z

HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, draggin themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz, who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated, who passed through the universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy amoung the scholars of war, who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall.

P.S.I think we should all get together some people to take a trip to Magic Mountain before it closes anyone down to go?

howlhowlhowl @ 2006-08-01T16:56:00

2006-08-02T00:35:50Z

I cant Hear.

The Cab Drivers, The Dark Alleys, The Cigarettes, The Lies, The Sacrifices, The Cheap Wines and Cheap Tricks, The Black Nights, The Lonely Days and Stairways, The Knives in your Side, The Gamblers, The Cautious, The Locked Doors, The half mast Flags and broken black bags, The Unlocked Doors, The Writers, The Broken Tongues, The Holy Book, The Hallucinations, The Clocks, The Memories, The Friends, The Broken Cups, The Love seat Couches, The Priest, The Prodigies, and The Prophets,The Junk Fix, The Broken Bricks, The Diamond Skies, The Splinters, The Cross, The Lumberjacks, and the poetry.

My senses were filled to the brim.

2006-07-31T05:25:38Z

She trembled and twitched as I kissed the corner of her parted lips and the hot lobe of her ear. A cluster of stars palely glowed above us, between the silhouettes of long thin leaves; that vibrant sky seemed as naked as she was under her light frock. I saw her face in the sky, strangely distinct, as if it emitted a faint radiance of its own. Her legs, her lovely live legs, were not too close together, and when my hand located what it sought, a dreamy and eerie expression, half pleasure, half-pain, came over those childish features. She sat a little highter than I, and whenever in her solitary ecstasy she led to kiss me, her head would bend with a sleepy, soft drooping movement that was almost woeful, and her bare knees caught and compressed my wrist, and slackened again; and her quivering mouth, distorted by the acridity of some mysterious potion, with a sibilant intake of breath came near to my face. She would try to relieve the pain of love by first roughly rubbing her dry lips against mine; then my darling would draw away with a nervous toss of her hair, and then again come darkly near and let me feed on her open mouth while with a generosity that was ready to offer her everything, my heart, my throat, my entrails, I gave her to hold in her awkward fist the scepter of my passion.

Ground Zero

2006-07-27T20:41:57Z

The clouds discharge into the asphalt in a paradox
and there seems to be tears in the fabric around me.
Shhhhh! All Those Whispers! Listen! Listen! Listen!
"Welcome To Existence!, this is everything you wanted, this is everything you were looking for, here it is, right here, OPEN YOUR EYES!"
The walls are closing in and heart monitors increase in volume...
I reach out for the backs of heads and empty eye sockets stare me down.
A new born baby is surrounded by wolves while guns and swords are in the hands of young children. Theres a highway paved with gold and nobodys on it and the only sound is the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world. The men are sipping shots of courage to stand in absolute stature before the flood.

Chaos is a friend of mine.

2006-07-24T05:08:24Z

LA suffers rolling black outs and causes myspace shut down.
Here is whats going on coincendentally around the world.

News Article Titles.

Arkansas heat wave forces rolling blackouts, concern for elderly
Pine Bluff Commercial, AR - Jul 20, 2006

Electric silence in the age of outrage
Daily News - Galveston County, TX - 23 hours ago

35,000 homes, businesses without power in San Jose
San Jose Mercury News, USA - 5 hours ago

Rolling power blackouts in Northern Marianas
ABC Asia Pacific, Australia - Jun 21, 2006

Heat wave breaks records locally, statewide
North County Times, CA - 21 hours ago

Free Fans To Be Distributed Today
Springdale Morning News, AR - Jul 20, 2006

Thousands lose power in East Bay
San Jose Mercury News, USA - Jul 22, 2006

Heat wave bakes much of country
News-Leader.com, MO - Jul 20, 2006

global warming
n.

An increase in the average temperature of the earth's atmosphere, especially a sustained increase sufficient to cause climatic change.

So with myspace shutdown and power outages occur many people are cut off from other people, this summer heat has increased amazingly in the year of 2006. Not only in our valley but bay areas and some of the most coldest places in the world are suffering high temperatures such as the ice caps which are melting at what seems to be a much faster rate. Without electricity there is no technollogy which is what seems to be what has advanced us most in the direction we as mankind have gone in. If a carpenter with modern tools traveled 1,000 years back in time, all he could do would be considered magic. Cut off from the masses and focused on nothing but the heat that seems to stop us in our tracks. Our advancements in technollogy has no worth in this battle against this heat. We looked at how human history shows a repeating cycle of about 2,000 years of Dark Ages with a small interlude of 200 years of scientific discoveries and technological break-throughs. Then the new science is quickly turned into a new form of world government-religion(oxymoron).

Astronomers have noted unusual solar activity for some time. An increase of just 0.2% in the solar output could have the same affect as doubling the carbon dioxide in the Earth's atmosphere

Studies now conclude that the polar ice caps on Mars are melting and seismic activity is taking place on earth's nearest neighbor. The Martian atmosphere is becoming denser. Michael A. Caplinger, a scientist with Malin Space Science Systems reports that over time these changes could turn Mars into a shirtsleeve environment. The ice "is eroding away at a rapid pace and is going to continue to do that. This is not a seasonal change."

We all need to hang out more and stop being trivial in rivalries...Im serious.

In my slow walk of expectancy I found two pennies on the sidewalk in front of the police station.

2006-07-19T20:19:14Z

Circumflex

Sunset is always disturbing whether theatrical or muted,
but still more disturbing is that last desperate glow that turns the plain to rust when on the
horizon nothing is left of the pomp and clamor of the setting sun. How hard holding on to that light,
so tautly drawn and different that hallucination which the human fear the dark imposes
on space and which ceases at once the moment we realize its falsity, the way a dream is broken
the moment the sleeper knows he is dreaming.